Chapter 434: The way to break the formation, to worship the people

　　 Yang Jian walked around in the Shijue Formation at will. For Shi Tianjun, it was really just a few slaps on the face, putting them in a dilemma.
Fortunately, Yang Jian couldn't break the battle in this fashion, and he didn't dare to get caught in battle. Otherwise, Wen Zhong would directly drive his army west. Without Yang Jian, the three generations of Zhou Jun and Jiejiao disciples would not be troublesome for Shi Tianjun.
These ten immortal friends who have been practicing together all year round discussed one or two, and decided to arrange the large formation for a hundred days. After a hundred days, the ten evil spirits were condensed, and they could show their power.
Yao Tianjun, the master of the down-and-out formation, also tried to detain Yang Jian's soul with a large formation, but after he cast the spell, he was inexplicably backlashed, raised his head and vomited three mouthfuls of blood, and his path was a little unstable.
As a result, Shi Tianjun completely lost his temper to Yang Jian, only thinking that he could use Shi Jue Formation to destroy the ten evangelists, they withdrew and returned to the island.
Heaven has its own response, fate counts reincarnation of good and evil.
The Shijue formation secretly combined the fate of the Conferred God Great Tribulation, and Yang Jian would not be able to break it directly by himself. He would always add a few names to the Conferred God List.
Yang Jian ordered the army to stand still, and the merchant army also set up camp on the other side of the Shijue formation. Wen Zhong sent people to investigate the Zhou army's operations day and night to guard against the Zhou army bypassing the Shijue formation raid.
In fact, under the Shijue Formation, the soldiers of the two armies are all in panic. How can they be willing to fight?
Yang Jian was more casual. He ordered the army to increase rice and meat every day. The soldiers practiced daytime and set up piles of fire at night for fun.
The Shang Jun’s food road was smooth, and Wen Zhong sent two disciples to supervise the food. Yang Jian did not let the juniors harass him. After all, the current difficulties are the most difficult ones. After this period, let’s talk about the others.
In this way, the two armies had been in truce for a month, the Shijue Formation became more powerful, the ten evil spirits became stronger, and there were ghosts crying every night.
Zhou Jun had to step back dozens of miles and set up camp in Qishan.
"Big brother? Just wait and wait like this?" Nezha started what he must do every day again-please fight.
Nezha said: "I see, let's just sneak around Shijue Formation and kill Wen Zhong. Great things can happen. No matter how powerful the Shijue Formation is, there is nothing to fear!"
"Wen Zhong is not difficult to kill, but he is still useful for later use," Yang Jian was reading with a scroll of military books, and he was quite moved by the wisdom of the sages of this wild human race.
"Useful? What's the use?"
"Wen Zhong Yu Jie Jiao is like you and I Yu Xing Jiao, both of whom are three generations of disciples, and can also shout powerfully to help." Yang Jian laughed, "The list of gods wants these powerful lives, let them fill the heavens. Vacancies, otherwise, why bother so much to open up such a disaster."
Nezha shrank his neck, "Big brother, how come you listen to the horror that you said, is it possible that the enshrined gods have become excellent?"
"The three books of heaven, earth and man, none of them should be underestimated."
"Then when will we break the formation?" Nezha is not a person with no conscience, frowning, "Master, you think, if Shijue formation is really so powerful, wouldn't it be..."
Yang Jian couldn't help but look at his junior a few more times. Although he was a lotus body, he still had a warm heart.
"Don't worry, I have to deal with it myself."
Yang Jian forgot to count the days, just after one-third of the 100-day period, he did not rush to call the group of uncles and uncles to come.
A few days ago, Uncle Chijingzi sent him a jade talisman again, saying that the people of the sects had been waiting in the Yuxu Palace, only waiting for Yang Jian to ask for help.
In the bottom of his heart, Yang Jian had been thinking about how to break the ten-perfect formation, and he did not reply.
It is not that the twelve golden immortals can easily break through the formation, there are two things that must be considered clearly.
One is the person who sacrifices the formation.
One, who is going to preside over the ten must-do battle.
To give this credit to the Taoist priest, Yang Jian was somewhat unwilling; but Yang Jian himself could not ignore his conscience and choose ten so-called insignificant people to sacrifice in the Ten Jue Formation.
What is sacrificial formation?
Yang Jian knows that in the story of Jiang Ziya presiding over the enshrining of gods, the twelve golden immortals of interpreting and teaching gathered together, and when discussing to break the ten outstanding formations, the Taoist of Randeng took the role of the ‘commander-in-chief’ in the name of the vice-master of interpreting.
In each battle, Ran Lan arranged a doorman with low aptitude and low mana to break the formation first. For example, when breaking the red sand array, Lan Lan made Wang Ji send a mortal into the battle in person, causing Wang Wu to fall asleep for a hundred days. The dragon gas of King Wu dissolved the evil spirit in the red sand formation, and then the Antarctic Immortal Weng and Baihe Boy easily broke the formation.
There are also the Lie Formation and the Ice Formation, deliberately letting Daoxing Tianzun's disciples, Han Dulong and Xue Ehu, who are named cannon fodder, go to die, and then easily break the formation by the fear of leaving the sun and the real man Fuxian.
This is the sacrificial array.
It was only a few days before Yang Jian wanted to understand the key points, and then he felt that if he let him do this, he really wouldn't be as cheeky as burning a lamp.
How can the merits that can break the ten outstanding formations be easily transferred to the ancient Buddha of burning lanterns taught by the West?
After thinking about it, Yang Jian couldn't find the way to balance it, so he could only drag on.
Day after day.
The evil spirit in the Shijue Formation became more and more condensed, and the power of the Shijue Formation gradually increased, and Yang Jian couldn't sit still a little bit until the half-day period was over.
Can't really wait for the success of the Ten Jue Array, enough to kill them before thinking of countermeasures when they explain and teach several powerful abilities.
He first called a few juniors and said: "I intend to send someone to the Yuxu Palace to invite a few teachers to come and break the battle. Who would like to go there?"
"I wish!"
"I go!"
Nezha and Huang Tianhua made their voices almost at the same time, standing up at their seats at the same time.
Yang Jian waved his hand, signaled the two of them to stay calm, and groaned a few times, and said: "Now go for help. When there is something to tell the uncle Guangcheng, and you can't let others know, who do you think is more strict?"
Mu Zha shook his head immediately, and Nezha thought for a while, knowing that this was not a trifling matter, and Shi Shiran sat back.
Huang Tianhua showed a triumphant smile on the face of the young man, "Big brother, the so-called Dharma is not taught in six ears, and the language is not taught to three people. I have understood this since I was a child. My master and the female fairies spread the letter. Never said to..."
Several three generations of disciples lit up at the same time, Huang Tianhua shut up instantly, looking at Yang Jian with a guilty conscience.
Yang Jian suddenly smiled helplessly, "Lei Zhenzi, go and invite you uncles and uncles."
Lei Zhenzi stood up immediately, bowed and agreed.
Speaking of it, Lei Zhenzi is actually about the same size as Nezha and Huang Tianhua, but after eating the fairy apricot, his figure has skyrocketed and his face has greatly changed, no longer the handsome appearance of a young Taoist boy.
Yang Jian immediately heard Lei Zhenzi's voice, and Lei Zhenzi's eyes narrowed and he stopped for a long time.
"Big brother, take this seriously?"
"Really," Yang Jian nodded, and said again, "No matter who will do this, it is inevitable. I also thought about the one or two ideas, but you told the master."
"Yes," Lei Zhenzi agreed with his head bowed, bowed his hands, and then turned and walked out of the camp. The two wings of the wind and thunder were unfolded and turned into a ball of electric light to the northwest.
Nezha couldn't help asking: "What the is going on?"
Yang Jian shook his head and chuckled, but his eyes were a bit dull.
The idea he thought of was not clever, it was to use Zhou Jun's meritorious generals who could be included in the Conferred God List to order them to be the people who sacrificed the formation of the Destiny Formation, offset the evil spirit in the Formation Destiny, and fill the Conferred God List.
Ten people will inevitably not be enough, but if you can gather a few people, you will lose a few people.
But is it really fair?
Yang Jian waved his hand and said, "You fellow juniors are going to prepare to meet the teachers. I'm a little tired. Let me rest first."
Several people looked at each other, Nezha and Huang Tianhua were both concerned, but they didn't know what to say.
They did not leave, and Yang Jian left the big tent himself and walked around in the barracks at will.
The most suitable candidate, Yang Jian thought of a few people, King Wu suffered a disaster and it would be nothing, after all, the destiny is in the body and it will not harm his life.
There are two brothers in the army, Fang Xiang and Fang Bi, who were former generals of the Shang Dynasty. Because of the tyranny of Emperor Xin, he killed the ministers who were kind to their brothers. Therefore, they came out with court songs and helped Zhou to defeat Shang.
And Huang Feihu’s account of the four generals of the Huang family. Anyway, sooner or later, he will be the person who will be on the list of the gods.
But how can I calculate them like this?
When I was upset, I couldn't find anyone who could solve his worries. Yang Jian left an avatar to sit in the army and quietly returned home.
Ao Xinke didn't know why her husband was depressed, but sat gently on the bed, letting Yang Jian rest on her lap, combing Yang Jian's long hair.
No need to say anything, it made Yang Jian a little bit less bored and a rare peace of mind.
"Xin Ke, have I changed a lot?" Yang Jian closed his eyes and slumbered and asked in a low voice.
Ao Xinke thought for a while, and chuckled: "My husband is a lot better than you and I when I first met, and he has become more thoughtful about everything. But if you talk about changes, your husband has not changed himself."
Yang Jian opened his eyes and looked at the pretty face close at hand, raising his hand and brushing it over ~EbookFREE.me~ as if gently stroking the world's most precious gem.
"Have the two sisters of the Feng clan ever made trouble in the mansion?"
"No," Ao Xinke smiled slightly, "That Feng Wu is a knowledgeable person, and he didn't take any more precautions against me because I was born in a dragon clan. I talked to her about the classics, and played chess, but it was Get along well. If your husband wants to put him in the room, I will agree."
Yang Jian suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, "When did I say I want to take a concubine?"
Ao Xinke blinked lightly without speaking, but looked at Yang Jian quietly.
Yang Jian was quickly defeated, only to feel that the man's careful thinking was simply vulnerable in front of Princess Wanzhi.
The anger turned into anger, he suddenly pulled the jade man into his arms, and after all kinds of bullying and a thousand tenderness, in exchange for the house full of tenderness, some spring light from the windows filled the courtyard.
When the clouds closed and the rain stopped, Yang Jian embraced his wife, and the knot in his heart was opened.
"Let Ran Deng be the villain," Yang Jian said.
Ao Xinke's long eyelashes trembled lightly, unable to open his eyes, this quasi-sage immortal body was also exhausted by Yang Jian's profound body.
Yang Jian chuckled lightly, and just about to take a nap, immortal light suddenly appeared outside the Zhou army camp and before the Shijue formation.
This……
It came very quickly, only half a day later.
In desperation, Yang Jian could only come out of Gentle Township, quickly tidy up, put on a fairy armor, and went to greet him before the camp.